Cycle of Change
June 1, 2024
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In pre-contemplation’s shadowed haze, My mind was veiled, lost in a narcotic maze. I didn’t know my own mind I was oblivious and blind Some people remarked I had changed
In pre-contemplation’s shadowed haze, My mind was veiled, lost in a narcotic maze. I didn’t know my own mind I was oblivious and blind Some people remarked I had changed
There is an old saying that says, ‘Talking to yourself is a sign of madness,’ but I would disagree because I would still have been in the madness had I
I’ve been secretly wanting to write this blog for years to challenge some of the views and opinions of a small minority of whom I refer to as the “Recovery
As a child written off by the school system, I could never have foreseen that my path would lead me from drug-induced psychosis to centre stage at the United Nations.
Recovery isn’t a destination; it’s a journey. For years, people told me to fake it until I made it. Only it was getting harder to hide my fears and doubts
You’ve been through a lot; most wouldn’t understand. You’ve experienced the pain and endured shame. You’ve had to learn to wipe away your own tears and work hard to overcome
It was whilst caring for my father in his battle with alcoholism that I first found solace in journaling. My writing fell silent when he passed, but the urge to
Someone recently asked me, ‘Tracey, what have been the main lessons you have learned in your recovery?’ It was a tricky question because there has been so much more to
I have a saying: ‘Getting the balancing act right is a balancing act in itself’, and the same could be said for friendships or, should I say, people to whom
I classify myself as being very lucky. I have the best job in the world, but the most important job is taking care of myself first. I learned the